Since the beginning of January, I’ve done all sorts of fun things. My dad and Jane were visiting, so we hit up some of our favorite restaurants in Santiago. We also took my first international trip of the year and spent a weekend in Mendoza, Argentina. We visited vineyards, ate well and generally lazed around in the sunshiney countryside. Lovely.
But I feel like a broken record when friends ask me what I’ve been up to lately. Food. Wine. Good company. Repeat. Throw in a little exercise in the form of Crossfit and summer league soccer, and you’ve got my past 3 weeks.
There has also been some work. That too is great – still loving the new job – but a little awkward to talk about. There are only so many ways you can phrase “I have to go to Buenos Aires next week, but I’m not sure yet when exactly, and I need to go to Russia next month but am waiting for the dates to be confirmed” without sounding like you live in an alternate universe. I promise, I know how ridiculous it sounds that I can’t make lunch plans because I might have to hop on a plane any day!
I know how ridiculous all of this sounds, in fact. My biggest problem in life is that fabulous things have become too commonplace! Well no, my biggest problem in life is contemplating 24 hours of travel home from Russia with a stop in GRU. If you have ever had the pleasure of laying over in Sao Paulo, you know this is a legit problem and not something I made up to sound all fancy. It was also -61 degrees Fahrenheit today in Russia. Even if I’m not going to that particularly freezing part of Siberia, I’m pretty sure it’s going to be damn cold.
But before I win some award for “best blog written with her nose after her fingers fell off due to frostbite” I’ll share those stories from Mendoza. Even if it’s repetitive, there’s nothing wrong with an extra dose of summer perfection.